Don't be afraid of death so much as an inadequate life.

Of emotions, of love, of breakup, of love and hate and death and dying, mama, apple pie, and the whole thing. It covers a lot of territory, country music does.

The ideal death, I think, is what was the ideal Victorian death, you know, with your grandchildren around you, a bit of sobbing. And you say goodbye to your loved ones, making certain that one of them has been left behind to look after the shop.

I'll keep peace at all cost, even if I choke to death on my tongue.

It is natural to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes to that siren until she allures us to our death.